Waiting For the Story Ending

On Monday during our church’s Vacation Bible School, I taught children the account of the Exodus. We began with Joseph, continuing to the Hebrew’s slavery. After contrasting what life was like for the Hebrews and Egyptians, I asked the children which people group they’d rather be. Seeing only part of the story, they shouted, “The Egyptians!” But once they saw how God rose up in the Israelites’ defense, leading them out of Egypt with a mighty hand, they changed their minds.

Today’s post touches on a similar truth. As humans it’s easy to get caught up in the moment. It’s easy to allow the day-to-day frustrations, concerns, and fears wear us down, but we must always remember, God knows the end of the story–because He wrote it. And He loves us with an incomprehensible love. There’s a phrase in a song I like. It says, “With a strength like no other and a heart of a Father.” God is strong enough to overcome any barrier or difficulty we may face and everything He does is motivated by love. Remembering that makes it easier to move forward in confidence and obedience.

Romans 8:28 by Connie Almony

            Do you ever have those days (or weeks … or years) when everything seems to go wrong and you wonder, “Where is God in all this? Didn’t He hear me praying for things to go well?” Well, we just had one of those days.

            My husband’s shoulder surgery had been scheduled for weeks, and I had planned to be at the hospital with both my kids during the entire process, as the doctor had instructed I be. So when my daughter woke up “tossing her cookies,” I panicked. What was I going to do with my sick child when I was required to be at the hospital? It looked like we’d have to reschedule the surgery, and rearrange our work calendars to satisfy both the surgery and the recovery time.

            My daughter’s penitent gaze grabbed me between pleading phone calls to friends and family to come watch her. “Mom, I’m so sorry I’m sick.” I hugged her and reminded her it wasn’t her fault. It just happened. It was on the tip of my tongue to say this was God’s doing, but I didn’t have the time to explain God’s ways to her between rejections for help from the people I’d been calling all morning long. This seemed to be the one day no one had free.

            My husband, resigned to the fact he’d have to call the surgery center and reschedule, dialed the number. That phone call yielded two important pieces of information. First, I did not actually need to be there for the duration of the surgery, as we were originally told. And, second, when confirming the details, they informed my husband, for the first time, that his surgery had been moved up by two hours … meaning we had to grab our stuff, including a Ziplock container for my daughter—just in case—and run my husband to the hospital and drop him off.

            God is good … even in sickness. I was able to tell my daughter this week that her being sick at that moment turned out to be a blessing. In fact, she felt perfectly fine the rest of the day. But had she not been sick that morning, my husband would never have called the hospital and he’d never have known about the reschedule until it was too late. Just a reminder for me to trust Him in all things.

            … Now if He would only do something about the recovering male body with its arm in a sling that is taking up the living room couch, holding the remote control hostage. Well God?

            Connie Almony’s experience includes working as a Christian Counselor in Columbia, Maryland. She was recently inspired to write a full-length novel by her ten-year old, aspiring-author, daughter.

            Visit Connie at http://livingthebodyofchrist.blogspot.com/ and http://infinitecharacters.com.


  1. I loved this post. I, too, have been learning about the sovereignty of God. How quickly we forget that He is in control. If we really believe that, not with our heads, but deep in our spirits, then we can learn to trust Him in all things; we can learn to fully place our hope in Him. (I’m preaching to myself here.) The next time we find ourselves behind a slow driver when we are late for an appointment, maybe we should consider that God is preventing us from a head-on collision around the next curve. Just sayin’…

  2. I know what you mean. I first learned this years ago when we were driving down a highway in SC. We were behind a truck carrying lumber. My husband and I were talking, full of excitement because we were on our way to candidate for our first church. We are tootling along and we missed – MISSED – I26. How do you miss a major interstate exchange?? There are signs everywhere! Well, we traveled a few more miles until we could turn around. When we finally made our way to I26 people were flashing their lights and veering off the road. The lumber on the back of the truck had fallen off. We would have been right behind that truck if we hadn’t missed the interstate. I have never forgotten that. I suppose that was my first big lesson in sovereignty 🙂

    1. Wow, Nan! That one gave me chills. Our God is the God of goosebumps, isn’t He? I hope to post on my LBOC site about how God used the movie Signs in my life with regard to my son’s autism. I haven’t posted it yet, because it is very personal and I need my husband’s okay, first. But hope it will go out by next week. I have no idea what the faith of the director (whose name I can’t spell) is, but God certainly used that movie in my life at exactly the right moment. It was a goosebumps moment in my life. It also speaks to God’s sovereignty.

  3. Ladies, thank you for dropping by. It’s funny how hard, at times, for the things of our head to settle into our hearts. We know God’s loving, good, true and in control, but sometimes our hearts still cry out in fear, frustration, or disapointment. Which is what makes God’s Word such a treasure. No matter how we feel or what kind of crazy thoughts are running through our head, we can ground ourselves in truth. I love reading through the accounts in the Old Testament–of Joseph, of Moses, David–and many others who trudged through years of muck before seeing God’s plan unfold. It reminds me to keep my eyes on Jesus and my heart securely rested in His hands. And, reading these accounts of God’s faithfulness strengthens and encourages me.

    Have a blessed weekend!

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